"Alright, alright, Onii-chan. Are you coughing because you caught a cold?" Looking at Sogo Doma's utterly lifeless expression, Hamster Umaru displayed her "boundless compassion."
"Cough!" Seeing his little sister change her mind, Sogo Doma wondered whether he should use the same old trick—cough a couple of times and take control of the conversation again.
"After catching a cold, Onii-chan keeps coughing in front of Umaru and Mashiro. Could it be..." It looked like he could not reclaim the topic. The little dumpling suddenly held her cheeks with both hands and put on a terrified expression. "Onii-chan wants to transfer the cold virus to Umaru and Mashiro, so that while he recovers, Umaru and Mashiro will both come down with a serious illness?"
"Transfer the virus?" Mashiro Shiina chimed in at just the right moment. "Sogo, that's scary. Mashiro doesn't want to get seriously ill..."
Sogo Doma: "..."
This useless little sister of his was spouting nonsense again. But why was Mashiro already joining in?
"Umaru, Mashiro, could you please explain to me how a virus could be completely transferred away? I've only heard of infection..."
"So Onii-chan wants to infect Umaru and Mashiro with the virus?" Umaru Doma crossed her arms, her face clearly saying, You can't fool me.
"Why would I do something like that?" Sogo Doma felt as though he was becoming the straight man.
"They say that when humans fall into an abyss, they instinctively drag down the people beside them. Since Onii-chan is about to fall into the abyss of a cold, he instinctively wants to drag Umaru and Mashiro down with him." Umaru Doma, whose dark tendencies were becoming increasingly serious, pointed a finger as she spoke.
"What kind of dark statement is that? More importantly, where did you even hear such a ridiculous theory?"